Lyrics:
Too Damn Hype
And alright
Now pump it up y'all
Too Damn Hype
And come on
Say what, say what?
Too Damn Hype
That's alright
Come on, we are, we are
Too
rock it? There'll be a doom call
Man, my posse is worldwide known
All the way from Philly to the streets of Rome
Too Damn Hype led by Jeff
And alright
And pump it up y'all
Too Damn Hype
And come on
Say what, say what?
Too Damn Hype
That's alright
Come on, we are, we are
Too Damn Hype
One and ehm
(raise Hell)
Pretty boy, baby, paint nails
Twelve gauge ready, blow shells
V6, whoa, V12 (V12)
Just chop it, raise Hell (raise Hell)
Pretty boy, baby,
hard (uh-huh)
Trust in God 'cause you's about to catch a bullet scar (yeah)
I give a fuck where you from, who you be with
Keep this a secret, right by
Justify what is right
12 gauge justice
Right or wrong
This city's gone to hell
12 gauge justice
Right or wrong,
This city's gone to hell
Cops
12 gauge on me and I keep it on the hip
On the other side I keep extra clip
These warning shots make a nigga do the skip
Aim it at your head tombstone
against the world with my 12 gauge about to bust
No love, I got no love or trust, It's me against the world with my 12 gauge about to bust
No love, I got no
hunt with a 12-gauge pump
Sendin muthafuckas to the dump
The nigga killa, known to slam a hoe
Finger on the trigger, lettin the hammer go
Boom-boom,
up, lock it up (trap)
12 gauge shot 'em up, shot 'em up (boom)
Look out lil' ho, let me do my lil' dance
That ain't my dick, that's a stick in my
or just couldn’t be saved,
This 12 Gauge penetrate, and cremate with it’s aim!
Chorus Repeat x1
Verse 3: Alucard (Rapped 16 Bar’s):
Eh ya’ll gave more
Bang on the dark side man,
Land ah the thuggish ruggish city will it reveal,
But I went back to my land with ah 12-gauge Mossberg pump
Big shells, you
Rest in peace your homie motherfucker
Comin from the morgue with my motherfuckin 12 gauge
Rest in peace yo homie motherfucka it's a road rage
Comin
suggestion
Why bother with failure
All force fed
Pigs at slaughter
Paint it red
12 gauges to waste you
Hazy retribution
Gorgon Nosferatu
Dead weight hype
Pass it off wit the ice
Don't believe all the hype (2017 shit)
Better run the red light
Nigga get hit by Lil' Freaky
We get them sticks from Lil'
Hung by the cable are the rebel's names
And now we collided and it's up to you
I'll never look up again
Because you have the data to keep me quiet
darkside man... Bang on tha darkside man,
Land of the thuggish ruggish city, will it reveal?
well I went back to my land with a 12 gauge Mossberg Pump, big
nose I'm looking down
Is the barrel of this side by side
12 gauge and I'm tryna touch your mind
Still me 24 7 all day
Still breaking necks just to look
coast nigga in a eastcoast body
My .38 special, my 12 gauge shotty
Some niggas talk shit
Flow pissed the potty
But imma get my hustle on like my name Yo
grab that 12 gauge
Cause that's the only way a niggaz gonna get paid
I'm on my way to my old bank
They know me real good and they don't think that I'd
this track at my concert
I prosper, crowd puffing ganja
My honor, who wanna sponsor?
Sick with it, honest, you call the doctor
Hype man hype man I'm
keep it lyrical
Once you walk the streets
They'll consider niggas "missing"
It's all apart of beef
I keep beaters all around me
Approach me and start it
young but still a victim of the 12 gauge
My memories of a corpse, mind full of sick thoughts
And I ain't goin' back to court, so fuck what you thought
a pistol
You don't know me you just know I'm fuckin witty with this pencil
My lead pop, head shot, 12 gauge, dead cops
2 chainz, I'll be fresh as hell if
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